Poem: Surrender

Have you ever tried to make an egg out of scrambled eggs? No?

As you shouldn’t. It doesn’t make sense. So you’ll understand I am not going to make sense with the seemingly scrambled brain that currently occupies my head. Instead, I surrender to it. Poetry I can do, though. Poetry makes sense.










I started blogging mainly because of my interest in organizational cultures and (online) communications. Over the years it has become my passion to help professionals and entrepreneurs build their dreams, accelerate their results, and create richer, more miraculous lives.
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